special friend
February 11, 2013 § 14 Comments

My special friend has gone away
He took my heart and left
—just the other day.
I said, “don’t go“,
But he couldn’t stay
He said he must be on his way.
He took his baggage I couldn’t claim
Bought a ticket to Lonely Lane
I said, “be fair“
He said, “let’s fight“
We ran in circles
’til the mornings light
Dizzy in my head
I stopped for breath
Starred him in the eyes
As he reached into my chest
I said, “be careful,
I’d like her back“
He sighed and took her
Smooshed her in
with the rest.
I said, “That’s it? Just like that“
He laughed, then tilted his swag top hat.
Dressed in a suit
he looked devastating
my debonair man
with my most prized baby.
nice poem,really deep.
even me ua best friend, right?
beautiful. just gorgeous you and the poem are.
Brilliant.
I get it.
My special friend has gone away
but without my heart
—I dont care
i don’t feel anything.
Nice, without your heart, well in “gone away” there is longing, so I dont think so that heart cannot be with you, it is also gone, will take time to know that heart is also gone with the friend, feeling nothing is also a feeling….
Well go find this heart thief, club him, and get your heart back! J/k.
Thank you for writing this, it is very beautiful, definitely provokes memories.
Like how you describe the heart being taken and living on lonely lane.
Amazing!!
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I love this
That’s a really good metaphor. And poem!
The flow of the poem is really nice, I can almost hum it lol. Great effort.
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Lovely lovely poem.
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